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Jump on a horse and ride ‘til it’s dead
Climb up the ladder and paint your eyeballs red
You ain’t going nowhere unless you fall outta bed
It’s a hungry town that’s full of scrambled eggs
There’s a working girl that won’t spread her legs The bellboy in this hotel is homeless and begs
The chef is a genius with the microwave
The master architect is living in a cave
The sex therapist, can’t get laid
Jump on the horse
Ride it ‘til it’s dead
Climb up the ladder
And paint your eyeballs red
You ain’t going nowhere
‘less you fall outta bed
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Reservation Winds
The wind was blowing 80 miles an hour
The roof came off the casino
We’re talking about angry brown prairie land Not Vegas or Reno
There’s an old country star fixin to come to town
Insulation from the roof is blowing round and
round and round
Reservation winds
Reservation winds
Plastic bags are blowing in the fence line
Like spirits gone wild
And they’ll be there forever with the tumbleweeds And the sad-eyed child
Rattlesnakes are laying low keeping out of the sun
Rusted cars and wagons are showing how the west
was won
Reservation winds
Reservation winds
Truck trailer blown over in the ditch
Cowboy stands all alone
Little white wooden crosses over in the graveyard
There’s precious little stone
There’s an old country star fixin' to come to town
Dust from the plow is blowin' round and round and
round
Reservation winds
Reservation winds
Reservation winds |
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Horseshit Advice
It sounds like the same bad advice
You were given as a kid
It sounds like the same old horseshit
You always knew it did
And it’s always the fools that dish out horseshit
advice
Horseshit advice
Now I ain’t too worried About pleasin’ to many folks
I’m really not in a hurry
I listen to a lot of bad jokes
I don’t listen to the fools that dish out
horseshit advice
Horseshit advice
Well now I fish on the river
With night crawlers on my line
I don’t ask where they’re biting
Cause fishermen they lie all the time
And it’s always the fools who dish out horseshit
advice
Horseshit advice
Well it’s always the fools who dish out horseshit
advice
Horseshit advice
Horseshit advice
Horseshit advice
Horseshit advice |
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Woman on a White Horse
There’s a woman on a white horse down by the sea
Tell me blind brother is she looking for me?
With a golden crucifix and my St. Christopher
One is for redemption the other’s for the dead man
curves
Is she looking for me?
Bring it down easy
Break it down slow
There is a ship in the fog
And don’t it ride low
She loves a fast horse
I swear that it’s got wings
A tail of blue butterflies
I get confused by simple things
Is she looking for me?
Blind brother I’ve chased her through the sand
The color in her eyes does not understand
The dreams of our future are seen in our past
I tell you all our colors are fading fast
There’s a woman on a white horse down by the sea
Tell me blind brother is she looking for me?
Is she looking for me? |
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Heartland Bar Band
Living in the heartland
Playing in a bar band
Picking my guitar man
Picking my guitar
Living in the heartland
With a broken heart man
Lord I’m pushing for the stars
I’m pushing for the stars
Afternoon sun looks good on the cornfields
In the hot wind you can almost hear it grow
I wanna learn a song that sounds like a woman
feels
I’ll play it in the chords when I know
When I know
Living in the heartland
Playing in a bar band
Picking my guitar man
Picking my guitar
Living in the heartland
With a broken heart man
Pushing at the stars man
Well I’m pushing at the stars
The heartland is full of broken hearts
Someday she wants to hear the north wind cry
I wanna learn a song that will fill up a woman’s
heart
Some guys we really try
We really try
Living in the heartland
Playing in a bar band
I’m picking my guitar man
Well I’m picking my guitar
Living in the heartland
With a broken heart man
Well I’m pushing for the stars
I’m pushing for the stars
Well I’m living in the heartland
Playing in a bar band
I’m picking my guitar man
Well I’m picking my guitar
Oh living in the heartland
With a broken heart man
Pushing for the stars
I’m pushing for the stars
I’m living in the heartland
I’m playing in a bar bad
Picking my guitar man |
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Banjo Boy
Banjo boy
She’s dressed for you
In that yellow cotton dress
There’s things you’d do for her
Crimes you’d never confess
Banjo boy she’d forget you
Banjo boy she won’t visit you
If you go to prison
Banjo boy you had a hard go
And she warms you like the sun
Remember how the wind blows
And tornados that make you run
Banjo boy she’ll forget you
Banjo boy she won’t visit you
If you go to prison
Banjo boy
You love the sweet notes
And she sounds like music in your ears
Play the song toward Heaven
And pray an angel appears
Cause banjo boy
She’ll forget you
Banjo boy she’ll only hurt you
Banjo boy she’ll leave you
Banjo boy she won’t visit you
If you go to prison
Banjo boy she’s dressed for you
In that yellow cotton dress
There’s things you’d do for her
Crimes you’d never confess
Banjo boy she’ll forget you
Banjo boy she won’t visit you
If you go to prison
Banjo boy you’ve had a hard go
And she warms you like the sun
But remember how the wind blows
And tornados that make you run
Banjo boy she’ll forget you
Banjo boy she won’t visit you
If you go to prison
Banjo boy you love the sweet notes
And she sounds like music in your ear
Play the song toward Heaven
And pray an angel appears |
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Late Night Lies
And the late night lies…
I could hear it like a dog
High up on the wind
I believed in people
I thought I had a friend
I could hear her voice
Flowing like the chimes
Ringing, ringing in the changing times
And the late night lies
I’ve never traveled the ocean
But I understand the tide
It’s run right through me
When she was at my side
Now sweat beads on diamonds
Grace the fallen moonlight
Shining, shining on this broken night
And the late night lies
The late night lies
Late night lies |
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Genetics
Here I am down and out
Trying to figure what it’s all about
Trying to find sun shiny days
Some days I got no hope
I’m all burned out on booze and dope
That seems to be my way
Why must the taste of whiskey tear me all apart?
Blame it on genetics or on my broken heart
I saw my left-handed angel fly
I know in time, Lord we all die
But … Lord he was my baby blue
So I get up, I get out the door
Some days hell I just don’t know what for
Most days
I’m just doing the best I can
Why does the taste of whiskey tear me all apart?
Blame it on genetics or on my broken heart
Why does the taste of whiskey tear me all apart?
Blame it on genetics or on my broken heart
Why does the taste of whiskey tear me all apart?
Blame it on genetics or on my broken heart |
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Duke Don’t Belong
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Shave My Back
Shave my back and slap my sister
Give me a big old tittie twister
I’m a whiskey talking wonder
Hillbilly from down yonder
Ain’t much good in the daylight
A little better about midnight
I’m a whiskey talking wonder
Hillbilly from up yonder
Tipped over at the Trap We sang a little country rap
The barmaid liked the way we talked
And we liked the way she walked
We all got along
Sang good old country songs
We all got along
Sing that good old country song
Shave my back and slap my sister
Give me a big old tittie twister
I’m a whiskey talking wonder Hillbilly from up yonder
I ain’t much good in the daylight
Little better by midnight
I’m a whiskey talking wonder
Hillbilly from up yonder
So shave my back and slap my sister
Give me a big old tittie twister
Cause I’m a whiskey talking wonder
Hillbilly from up yonder |
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Crazy Outta You
She walked up and gave me a kiss on the cheek
Said I’m glad to see that you touched down
Someone must have took the crazy out of you
Or you wouldn’t be around
I lost you somewhere above the Mason-Dixon
Waiting on your beloved western wind
Whatever it was that took the crazy out of you
It must have been a real good friend
She said I guess you don’t know
But I’m a mom now
Oh don’t look scared it’s not your child
I’m glad that someone took the crazy out of you
So you no longer can drive me wild
I lost you somewhere above the Mason-Dixon
Waiting on your beloved western wind
Whatever it was that took the crazy out of you
It must have been a real good friend
Whatever it was that took the crazy out of you
Must have been a real good friend |
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